Poor lady. It's good a neighbor came by or her goose would have been cooked. She better get one of those personal alarm things you wear.
Not only the elderly that get into predicament's.
What was it, perhaps 73 or so I dated a very large man that drove a Z car----the one with the open glove box. We had gone to Golden Gate Park in SF for a pick nick and as the sun went down he the Navy Wrestler 200+ pounds of Mussel reached across the seat to kiss me.
Unfortunately I weighed about 100 pounds and as unexpected as this was thrown head first into the glove box. My head was stuck in the box and as his weight was so strong I was into the box and bleeding. He could not forcefully pull me out as somehow one of my ears got trapped inside.
We finally went to the fire station for help, Now I know Fire fighters have a hell on wheels job but they also have a sense of humor. It took them 30 minutes to get me free using WD-40 on my head and it seems that my showing up made their day.
Oh so long ago, today I can look back on the trials and tribulations that at the time was a disaster and now remember those times with a smile-------Those were the days .
